Post by Deleted on Feb 10, 2020 21:34:03 GMT
We stayed put while Ciara did her thing, dull day securing my neighbours fence, cleaning carpets and painting a couple of walls in the dining room.
News filters through that we got off relatively lightly down at the club.
A few Collyweston Slates off the mill roof, a few moorings damaged, two canopies blown in and nothing else much to report - both our boats ok, phew sigh of relief etc.
I had planned to go and have a look after work myself - check canopy shockcords etc.
Fairlight - all good 👍
Vanguard - a few cords missing, no problem, I'll sort that with my box of spares.
Get that job done, put some things away and then discover to my horror the hatch is missing, mouse had failed to secure it following his polishing session in November, the boat was moored head to windward so as soon as the strongest huffing and puffing commenced it was off, how in god's name it didn't take the screen out when it went I will never know, it's a heavily laid up job with a piece of 3/4 ply attached to it 😒 the screen was directly in the firing line!
Shit, bugger and balls ☹️ front cabin soaked thanks to the foot and a half square hole the now AWOL hatch has left.
Thoughts immediately turn to the job of laying up a new hatch, a job I didn't need and could have been avoided for the want of sliding two shoot bolts across...🤦♂️
Next up is phone mouse to give him the bad news/bollocking.
With the light starting to fade I set to finding a bit of ply, a ratchet strap, a tarpaulin and a great big bag of cable ties.
In record time and with no help I get the old girl weather tight. Finish the job of securing the missing canopy shockcords and get ready to bugger off.
It's at this moment I look over my shoulder at the narrow boat behind, oh look his bow mooring line has broken, the wind now holding it against the adjacent much shorter narrow boat, creating a triangle shaped patch of water between the two, what's that floating in there? Hang on! That looks suspiciously like Vanguard's hatch. 🤦♂️ Fuckity fuck fuck bollocks! IT IS Vanguard's hatch 😤
All that cocking about could have been avoided 🤦♂️ I was amazed it hadn't buggered off never to be seen again. The 3/4 ply made it float rather than sink once the water had overcome the tiny freeboard the now upturned hatch had.
A bit of deft and careful work with a brush found in one of the narroeboats cruiser stern and I had it within reach 👍🍻
Light definitely sodding off now, fuck it, tarp is staying in place, hatch stowed back on the boat.
Jump in the car, phone mouse again under strict instructions to get his arse down here tomorrow and sort out the front cabin on pain of a severe arse kicking if he fails to do so 🙈
The old girl will have weathered the '87 storm without loosing any vital parts, only by good fortune did she get away with it this time - phew!
News filters through that we got off relatively lightly down at the club.
A few Collyweston Slates off the mill roof, a few moorings damaged, two canopies blown in and nothing else much to report - both our boats ok, phew sigh of relief etc.
I had planned to go and have a look after work myself - check canopy shockcords etc.
Fairlight - all good 👍
Vanguard - a few cords missing, no problem, I'll sort that with my box of spares.
Get that job done, put some things away and then discover to my horror the hatch is missing, mouse had failed to secure it following his polishing session in November, the boat was moored head to windward so as soon as the strongest huffing and puffing commenced it was off, how in god's name it didn't take the screen out when it went I will never know, it's a heavily laid up job with a piece of 3/4 ply attached to it 😒 the screen was directly in the firing line!
Shit, bugger and balls ☹️ front cabin soaked thanks to the foot and a half square hole the now AWOL hatch has left.
Thoughts immediately turn to the job of laying up a new hatch, a job I didn't need and could have been avoided for the want of sliding two shoot bolts across...🤦♂️
Next up is phone mouse to give him the bad news/bollocking.
With the light starting to fade I set to finding a bit of ply, a ratchet strap, a tarpaulin and a great big bag of cable ties.
In record time and with no help I get the old girl weather tight. Finish the job of securing the missing canopy shockcords and get ready to bugger off.
It's at this moment I look over my shoulder at the narrow boat behind, oh look his bow mooring line has broken, the wind now holding it against the adjacent much shorter narrow boat, creating a triangle shaped patch of water between the two, what's that floating in there? Hang on! That looks suspiciously like Vanguard's hatch. 🤦♂️ Fuckity fuck fuck bollocks! IT IS Vanguard's hatch 😤
All that cocking about could have been avoided 🤦♂️ I was amazed it hadn't buggered off never to be seen again. The 3/4 ply made it float rather than sink once the water had overcome the tiny freeboard the now upturned hatch had.
A bit of deft and careful work with a brush found in one of the narroeboats cruiser stern and I had it within reach 👍🍻
Light definitely sodding off now, fuck it, tarp is staying in place, hatch stowed back on the boat.
Jump in the car, phone mouse again under strict instructions to get his arse down here tomorrow and sort out the front cabin on pain of a severe arse kicking if he fails to do so 🙈
The old girl will have weathered the '87 storm without loosing any vital parts, only by good fortune did she get away with it this time - phew!
